Snow music

I don't know how to explain what I felt yesterday when, as I walked through the falling snow, enormous flakes sending shards of light in a thousand different directions, Sigur Rós came through my headphones. I stopped and looked up at the sky, feeling the snowflakes land gently on my cold cheeks, and hearing the music slowly build. The swirling snow and light took on the sounds of the instruments and I could no longer tell where one began and the other ended. My body felt like it was going to explode from joy but I couldn't move. I must have stood there for fifteen minutes, listening, looking, smiling. It was glorious.

Watch Sigur Rós live in Reykjavík last month.